The expedition team returned to the village. What greeted them was first cheering for their triumphant return, and then there was a silence and crying caused by Mu Zu's death.

The old man has a very good popularity and a higher prestige in Zhe Village. When he suddenly got this news, everyone was sad and sad. After the grief, it was the funeral ceremony of the old man.

In this era, death is really common, so burial does not require waiting time, nor will it be worn in white.

Just a few young people carried the old man's body, the whole village followed the team to the ancestral land - a valley slightly far away from the side of the cave. Then a few young people dug the hole and digged the soil, and the whole ceremony began.

The ancestors' land is nothing special, it is just a secret place to prevent the buried corpse from being dug out by wild animals. The beautiful scenery can make the ancestors who are sleeping in it not too lonely.

When they were buried, everyone in the village stood in front of the tomb. When the tomb pit was dug, Luan Cang recited a eulogy and directed the person to put the body into the soil to bury it. The whole ceremony ended. Although it was grand, it was a matter of more than ten minutes.

After the ceremony, it was immediately a deliberation meeting involving all villagers in Zhe Village, because... there was something that all villagers needed to decide together.

Just in front of Mu Zu’s tomb, Luan Cang told about a series of changes caused by their exploration of termite tides, their entire battle process and... the conspiracy of the sickle skull tribe discovered.

The plan of the Scythe Skull tribe to cultivate termites to gnaw on the forest is obviously just beginning, and it is far from over. Everyone understands that it will only be an increasingly serious problem, so this matter must be reported to the inner courtyard of Shandu. However, how to report to the law requires discussion and decision by the whole village.

There are two methods, one is called waiting, waiting for the Shandu Festival on March 3rd next year. The villagers can enter the Shandu group and upload the message.

The other type is called crisis call for help. Thousands of villages under the jurisdiction of Shandu have the right to call for help from Shandu at the critical moment of life and death. They can invite strong people from Shandu to help the village temporarily overcome difficulties, and of course they can convey the news.

However, this kind of call for help is a very serious matter. If it is not used when it is truly life-related, it may be blacklisted by Shandu or even rejected for help. If you do not receive any assistance for a period of time, you can only fend for yourself.

This is obviously not a decision that the village chief can make alone...

"There are so many people! What a lively place! Well, is it the word lively?" Mu Wang, who was still quiet when buried in the quiet ancestors, finally recovered his nature. He held a stick and jumped up and down the field and shouted like a living monkey.

"Mu Wang, be quiet." At the serious and silent conference, Mu Wang's actions naturally attracted a look, and Mu Nu couldn't help but speak.

After hearing Mu Nu's words, Mu Wang immediately stopped talking. His catchphrase was "Mom said". Mom seemed to have said that he wanted to listen to his sister, so he honestly said that he would speak.

But... although it was quiet, he still jumped up and down, but his movements were softer and he could not make any sound. Although he could not speak, his winking and eye-catching look was even more funny.

Those who don’t know may think this is a kind of negative resistance, but the expedition members who walked him all the way vaguely knew that this was he “strictly” carrying out Mu Lao’s orders.

"Don't move around!" Shaking his head, Mu Nu realized the negligence of the order and quickly added.

"..." Mu Wang stopped moving when he heard this. He stood there, his body squirming and his face twisted, as if his whole body was itchy, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Mu Nu couldn't bear it for a while. This child grew up with his parents. The world of three people is free and I'm afraid he has rarely been subject to any restrictions. He rashly made him like an ordinary child in the village. It was really difficult for her, especially... a serious occasion that the children in the village could not bear.

After hesitating for a moment, Mu Nu reached out and called a child in the distance, asking him to take Mu Wu to the hot spring in the cave to take a bath and change her clothes. She herself was temporarily unable to take off her body. As one of the fifth gangs of the village, he must participate in such a major event.

"I'll take him there!" She was paying attention to Mu Xuan's situation, and then Yang Fan walked over.

His current status is a bit special. After the termite wave, if he wants to express his opinions on such a major event, no one will object to it, but if he abstains, no one will feel that there is nothing missing. After all, the time is still short, and his performance is not enough to form prestige and obtain a matching social status.

Moreover... he is not a person who can make remarks on such occasions. As a researcher, he is not good at making decisions on such matters. It is better to go thirty-six strategies and not waste time here.

Of course, he also had a little selfish intention. When his uncle passed away, he suddenly had another younger brother. Mu Nu must be at a loss at this moment. If he performed better at this time and could share the burden with her, wouldn’t it be a great opportunity to leave an impression on her?

"Brother Yang, why are you drooling while walking? Are you hungry?" Walking on the road, you were fantasizing about some unsuitable scenes in your mind. Unexpectedly, Mu Wang came over and asked innocently and cutely, which almost made Yang Fan's old face almost know where to put it.

"Drooling, is this drooling? This is called the tongue pressing against the upper palate to produce saliva, but it is a very powerful way of practicing." After swallowing saliva, Yang Fan started to mouth Hu Chai, thinking to himself, fortunately this child doesn't understand anything, it's so easy to fool.

"Oh, oh, is it? Is it?" As expected, Mu Wu opened his eyes wide and nodded repeatedly, without any doubt.

Yang Fan walked very fast, of course, Mu Wang was faster, and in a blink of an eye, the two of them came to the hot spring pool of the cave.

"Wow, what a strange water, it's hot!" When he came to the hot spring, before Yang Fan said anything, Mu Wan had already teased the water and screamed. When Yang Fan rolled up his sleeves, before he started to take action, Mu Wan had already jumped out of the water with a "plop", and splashed Yang Fan's face and all over.

"You have to take off your clothes first when taking a shower. Didn't your mother teach you?" Mu Wan was pulled out of the water, and Yang Fan wiped the water droplets on his face and said helplessly.

Although this child is already twelve or thirteen years old, he can see his movements and reactions, and he is no different from a seven or eight-year-old child. I really don’t know how his mother and the powerful father usually educate him.

Yang Fan muttered as he started to remove Muwang's clothes, while secretly saying that while he was untiring, this little guy was as thin as a monkey, and because of the filthy fight, his clean skin was exposed after a soak in the water. He turned out to be a standard little boy with clear eyebrows, red eyes, white lips, and Mu Lao's mother's appearance seemed to be quite good!

When Yang Fan took off his clothes, Mu Wang stood with a confused face, as if he was trapped in a certain contradiction: "But, but my mother also said, and said..."

Before Mu Wang could say anything, Yang Fan had already unbuttoned his buttons quickly, and rubbed the dirty pants to the end, and then fell into a daze in an instant: No... no, how could it be?!
Chapter completed!